Sensing the change in Jin Yuan's expression at that moment, Jiang Tang frowned slightly and looked at him with some worry.
But fortunately, Jinyuan quickly regained his indifferent expression and stared at the old man with cold eyes.
"Soul control is not a magic that makes you do evil things."
When he said this, everyone present could clearly feel the anger emerging from his body, as well as the suppressed murderous intention.
The old man was so oppressed that he could not speak. He felt that his internal organs were about to burst, and his body felt like a mountain weighing tens of millions of kilograms.
He could only look up at Jin Yuan with difficulty, and reluctantly said: "The Soul Control Technique is just a technique. How to use it is my own business."
"presumptuous!"
Jinyuan became even more angry, and with a wave of his right hand, a powerful spiritual force rushed towards the old man, instantly lifting him several feet away.
"Master!"
Jiang Miaozhu endured the discomfort of the pressure and looked at the old man nervously, but her heart was full of horror.
The master's strength has already reached the Nine-Star Heavenly Spirit Realm, and will soon break through to the One-Star Spiritual Realm. With this level of strength, looking at the entire Tianyuan Continent, he can be considered a master.
What's more, the master also has his best soul control technique, and his strength is comparable to that of a two-star spirit.
But even so, he had no power to fight back in front of this handsome and dangerous man.
This shows how powerful this mysterious man in front of him is.
What surprised her even more was that this man actually knew Jiang Tang!
Under her shocked gaze, Jinyuan raised his right hand, grabbed the old man's neck in the air, and lifted him up from the ground.
"The art of controlling souls is not something that people like you can learn."
As his words fell, the old man's expression instantly became painful and twisted, and his breathing became rapid.
His eyes were bulging and his face turned purple, as if he would suffocate and die in the next moment.
But that wasn't what made him feel the most painful. The most painful thing was that his soul was being torn apart and pulled apart. The pain was worse than the heart-breaking pain.
The next moment, Jiang Tang and others saw the old man's transparent soul peeling off his body, and his body fell limply to the ground.
And the soul was held in Jinyuan's palm.
The old man was horrified. He didn't expect that he had deprived so many people of their souls, and in the end, his own soul was also deprived of his soul.
"Anyone who uses the soul control technique to do evil will be punished by having their souls scattered to pieces." Jinyuan said coldly, "Didn't your master teach you this rule?"
The old man's soul kept twisting and becoming more and more transparent, as if it might dissipate at any time.
He met Jin Yuan's cold and sharp gaze and spoke with difficulty: "Taught...taught."
Jinyuan sneered and stopped talking nonsense with him. He tightened his grip and wanted to crush the old man's soul.
Sudden--
"Let my master go, or I will kill Jiang Tang!"
The three Shen brothers, who were already petrified from shock, immediately looked towards Jiang Tang after hearing this, and saw Jiang Miaozhu arriving in front of Jiang Tang at some point, with a long sword lying across Jiang Tang's shoulder.
"cousin!"
The three of them were shocked, but they did not dare to act rashly for fear that Jiang Tang would be injured.
Jinyuan also looked at Jiang Tang, not missing the flash of cunning in Jiang Tang's eyes.
He curled his lips without any trace, not paying attention to Jiang Miaozhu's threat.
Jiang Miaozhu felt a little panicked and threatened again: "I ask you to let my master go, otherwise, I will kill Jiang Tang immediately! Do you really want to watch Jiang Tang die?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Tang easily snatched the long sword from her hand and stabbed her chest with his backhand.
"Jiang Miaozhu, do you really think I will be held hostage by you?" Jiang Tang stabbed the sword deeper and said coldly, "Back in Luo City, you were kidnapped by your master, but I couldn't kill you with my own hands. This time
, you will never have such good luck again!"
After saying that, she drew out her long sword.
A bloody hole instantly appeared in Jiang Miaozhu's chest.
She covered the wound with one hand, staggered back two steps, and glared at Jiang Tang angrily and ferociously.
"Jiang Tang, you bitch!"
As she said that, she ignored the pain of the wound and used her spiritual power to rush towards Jiang Tang.
Jiang Tang casually swung his long sword to ward off her attack. At the same time, he quickly dodged and was in front of Jiang Miaozhu in the blink of an eye.
The long sword in his hand was replaced by a dagger named "Shadow".
The sharp dagger, shining with cold light, easily cut off the tendons of Jiang Miaozhu's hands, and finally pressed it against her throat.
"Jiang Miaozhu, when you dug up my spiritual roots and threw me off the cliff, it was destined that I would kill you personally to take revenge."
Jiang Tang said coldly, glancing at Jiang Miaozhu with murderous eyes: "Now, your death has come."
After she finished speaking, she didn't give Jiang Miaozhu a chance to speak, and the dagger directly pierced her throat.
As the dagger was pulled out, a stream of blood spurted out from Jiang Miaozhu's throat. Her eyes widened, staring at Jiang Tang with hatred and reluctance.
In the end, he could only fall straight to the ground.
The moment she fell to the ground, Jin Yuan suddenly took action, pulling out Jiang Miaozhu's soul and holding it together with the old man's soul.
Jiang Tang turned to look at the two strands of souls in his hands and said, "You are so considerate that you let them, the master and the disciples, both lose their souls."
Jinyuan looked at her and saw her raising her eyebrows at him, helplessness flashing in her eyes.
Then, without saying a word or even looking at the souls of the old man and Jiang Miaozhu, he suddenly exerted force on his hands.
The originally transparent soul turned into powder at this moment and dissipated without a trace.
There were only two lifeless bodies lying on the ground.
Jiang Tang walked to the old man's body, took the gourd from his waist, and searched his storage bag.
After that, she went to search Jiang Miaozhu's body, but found that there was nothing valuable on her body, not to mention no storage bag.
"Tsk, you are so stingy. You don't even give your apprentice a storage bag."
As she spoke, she walked towards Jinyuan, glanced at the three brothers who were still in shock, and smiled at them and waved.
"Three cousins, these two are dead. The danger has been eliminated. You don't have to worry."
The three of them came back to their senses, smiled, and walked forward hesitantly, looking at her and then at Jinyuan.
The three of them were filled with endless curiosity about Jin Yuan, but after seeing what he had done just now, the three of them were a little afraid of him, and they only dared to look at him quietly.
Jinyuan appeared with three cousins. Jiang Tang knew that he couldn't hide it, so he said to the three of them in a relaxed tone: "Jinyuan, you know him, he is my friend. This time it is really thanks to him. If he hadn't appeared in time,
I’m really tired of dealing with these two people.”
Three people: "..."
Of course they knew he was Jin Yuan.
But, can you tell them why Jinyuan came out of the white cat's body?
Who is he?
Why can it so easily drive people away from their souls?